Do You Love?

Never had interest in popping any man's cherry; always fearing men and contribution to bruised egos--the careless behaviour that stems from there on.

Putting up with acquaintances' claims on my love when I neither expressed, thought nor sensed associated feelings and impenitently loving only one friend for nine years in response to occasional inquisition of my sanity. Unsurprisingly, I provided reinforcement yet was marooned at every turn; habitually being punished for teetering devotion.

Seeking mutual affection, confidence is gained after unplanned procurement of a man's virginity (despite the clumsy fuck). Once clothing is removed, I never say no.

Oops.